-Pulls Hinamori out- Alright Momo-chan give the disclaimer.
Um.. Ok.. Angel-chan doesn't own the Bleach characters. Tite Kubo does. I'm sure…
-cuts her off and shoos her away - Thank you, hun. Akira and Yoshie (and the slasher hollows) are mine.
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"A-kira!" A busty blonde ran through the squad 11 barracks. "Kenpachi-taicho, good morning. Have you seen Akira-chan?" The big captain shook his head as the squad 2 third seat ran past. "Damn it Akira. Where the hell" –SMACK- She ran right into Yumichika Ayasegawa. "Gomen, Yumi-kun," she said, helping the pretty boy up. With a smirk, she grabbed the feathers on his face as she started to run, ripping them off. Her speed picked up a little when she heard the fifth seat's scream of rage and pain.
"Yachiru- fukutaicho. Good morning." She grinned at the tiny lieutenant. "Would you happen to know where Akira-chan is?"
The pink haired child nodded. "Yuki-chan is on the roof, Kureijī-chan."
"Arigato, Yachiru-fukutaicho." The blonde ran off.
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"Akira-cha~n! Found you!" The dark skinned woman sing-songed as she climbed up onto the roof next to her friend.
"What do you want, Yoshie-baka?" The dark haired female looked up at the blonde with annoyance.
"I need some help." Yoshie sat next to the other female; her legs tucked up under her sapphire blue haori then she shifted her Zanpakuto to sit across her knees.
"Why are you coming to me then? Fourth Squad is the other direction." Akira sat cross legged, Zanpakuto sitting in front of her.
"Wrong kind of help, silly. I need help getting in and out of the Kuchiki manor."
"Why?" Akira sighed.
"I need to annoy Bya-kun."
"Where do I come in?" Akira sounded bored, as usual.
"I need someone to take me to the Fourth, of course," she giggled.
"No."
"Please? I have Belgium chocolate from the world of the living…" she trailed off, putting a hand into her haori as if searching for something.
Akira thought for a moment, then held her hand out and sighed, "Fine. Sundown, but if we die, it's your fault."
"Arigato!" Yoshie hopped up, pulling a bag of candy out of her haori. She dropped it next to the pale young woman and with a flutter of her haori, disappeared, leaving Akira alone on the rooftop once more.
"Sundown," Akira repeated, voice dry, "Do I have to?" Rolling her bright green eyes, she rose and left the rooftop to prepare for the nights excitement.
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Dusk approached and Akira was waiting outside the manor for Yoshie to arrive. "Baka. She's late, as usual," she muttered. She looked up as she heard rustling above her head from one of the trees. Yoshie jumped to the ground, blue eyes abnormally serious.
"Alright, I need to find the mission papers for the Slasher Hollows mission," Yoshie's voice was low as she explained her objective. "Ready?"
"Always." The pair scaled the wall of the manor, and then shimmied down one of the cherry trees that bordered the lawn. "Alright smart-one, so where's his office?" Akira asked in her monotone voice.
"Follow me. I ambushed Renji on his way home and got a full map of the Kuchiki manor, which I easily memorized."
"Ambushed?" Akira let out a short laugh, "You mean you jumped on his back and blackmailed him into giving it to you." The pair snuck through the manor, carefully avoiding the servants who scurried around doing their nightly chores.
"Here it is." Yoshie and Akira slipped into a darkened room that held several bookcases and a desk that currently had a large stack of paperwork on it. Akira leaned against a bookcase as Yoshie stood behind the desk and started to flip through the papers. "Slasher hollows, slasher hollows," Yoshie muttered as she thumbed through the papers. "Aha. Here it is." She slid the report out of the stack and folded it up, slipping it into a hidden pocket in her haori.
With a flick of her wrist, the blonde knocked an inkwell off the desk with a loud crash. In a flash the owner of the house, Byakuya Kuchiki was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a silver kimono. He flicked the light on and Yoshie noticed his kenseikan was gone. She stared for a moment, mesmerized, then collecting her wits said, "Good evening, Bya-kun." With a smirk, she noticed his eye twitch as she called him something other than his name.
"Third seat Kawauso, fourth seat Tsukihima, may I ask why you're in my house at this time of night?" His silver eyes flicked from the bored looking, dark haired woman to the smirking blonde.
"Just this, Bya-kun," Yoshie shunpod over to the noble and pecked him on the cheek, leaving a pale red mark behind. With a cheeky grin, she backed up and swiftly pulled a camera from her hakama, snapping a picture, and then slipped it back down her front.
Enraged, Byakuya released his shikai, "Scatter, Senbonzakura." The tiny blades flew at Yoshie, but before they could cut her up too bad, Akira grabbed the fishnet belt that Yoshie always wore and started to drag her away.
"Gomensai, Kuchiki-taicho. I'll take care of baka. She won't be bothering you again." With a slight bow, Akira shunpod away toward fourth squad, dragging Yoshie behind her.
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A/N a coupla notes.
*Gomen/Gomensai - I'm Sorry
*Kureijī- Crazy (Yachiru's nickname for Yoshie)
*Kenseikan- the headdress that Byakuya always wears
Any way this is a series of related one shots that my and my bff Lily came up with while bored and talking about Bya-kun one day.
